If there are no obstacles to cover the body, even if the Shadow Claw has the strongest ability to hide its traces, it will be in vain.
Although this trick of Dragon Soul Clarence is stupid, it is very useful.
As a large amount of the gray fog was cleared, the hiding space for the Shadow Claws became smaller and smaller.
"Got you!"
Dragon Soul Clarence's eyes flashed with pride, and the golden dragon's breath suddenly swept across the empty space.
Ouch!
The streamlined and slender figure of the Shadow Claw appeared out of thin air, suddenly jumped out, and escaped into another piece of gray mist.
The gray mist where the Shadow Claw was originally hiding was cut open by Dragon Soul Clarence, who wanted to sneak into another gray mist through invisibility.
These twisted nightmares are masters of blinding people's vision, and the Shadow Claws are the best among them.
Even if ordinary people are hunted and killed, they will not find any trace of them.
But for a warlock, the effect of this move is greatly reduced.
If you want to disappear, you must use energy.
And they are extremely sensitive to energy fluctuations.
Being invisible can blind their eyes, but it cannot blind their perception of energy fluctuations.
The reason why Sean and Dragon Soul Clarence could not find any trace of the Shadow Claw before.
That's because this energy fluctuation is blocked by the gray fog's own energy.
After discovering that this trick worked, Dragon Soul Clarence was greatly excited, and the golden dragon's breath followed Shadow Claw's butt.
This gray mist could not withstand the ravages of Clarence, the dragon soul with sufficient energy, and it was almost completely burned away in less than half a minute.
Shadow Claw had to risk being discovered again and move to a hiding place.
Click!
Only this time, when the Shadow Claw showed up, what awaited him was not the golden dragon's breath, but an overwhelming thunder net.
This is when Sean, who had been watching from the sidelines, took action.
At this time, the Shadow Claw fully demonstrated the origin of its name. It waved a pair of giant claws and rushed towards the thunder net without dodging. Most of the lightning was caught by its giant claws.
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This is a typical one-trick solution.
It doesn't need any nightmare eyes or spider leg shells. It only needs a pair of giant claws to handle most things.
It's just that there are no absolutes in this world.
Buzz.
When the Shadow Claw heard this tremor, it let out a short howl, and turned around and ran away without even going to the new gray mist hiding place that was only four or five steps away.
Because in front of it, a long arrow appeared, a long golden arrow.
A long arrow can scare it like this, and the main reason is because of the arrow.
The arrowhead of this long arrow is nothing else.
It was the law rune shot from Sean's hand.
No matter how fast the Shadow Claw is, it cannot be faster than the speed of the Law Rune.
Because it is now in a world composed of law runes, and law runes are everywhere.
Before its turning movement was completely completed, it froze in place.
His whole body was trembling crazily, as if countless rats had penetrated into his body and were squirming away.
This is also true.
It's just that there are not countless mice, but one.
Sean's solid law rune, which was as solid as substance, penetrated deep into the body of the Shadow Claw in an almost teleportation manner, sending out waves of subtle tremors.
The subtle trembling of the law runes, when it reaches the claws of shadow, turns into a wave like an overwhelming river.
This strange situation only lasted a few seconds.
Then the Shadow Claw began to collapse from the inside out.
To be more precise, it was sucked.
It only took less than ten seconds.
The claw of shadow, which was two stories high, was sucked clean by a fist-sized law rune.
It was clear that what was swallowed was a creature composed entirely of negative energy. Not only was the law rune not soaked in half, but it became more crystal clear and more sacred and unpredictable.
With a thought in his mind, Sean took back the law rune.
Suddenly, a wonderful feeling arose. A memory that did not belong to him appeared strangely in his mind, but there was no sense of violation at all.
There is a feeling that it should be like this, that I have remembered this thing before, but I have forgotten it and only remember it now.
But Sean knew that this memory did not belong to him, but came from the shadow claw just now.
This memory is not limited to the time after becoming the Shadow Claw, but also includes the time before becoming the Shadow Claw.
The Shadow Claw's name in life was Alessioa Conrad Zelda, a forest elf who lived on a continent called Erathia.
It was a troubled continent. First, a barbarian named Conan rose up and enslaved the continent for a long time.
Later, the mages used magic wantonly, developed necromancy, changed life and death, enslaved their souls and corpses, and established the empire of the undead, Dia.
Later, the gates of hell opened wide, and countless demons reveled in blood and fire.
The laws of the entire world have seriously collapsed, attracting the prying eyes of countless shadow matrons throughout the shadow plane.
Under the whispers of the Shadow Matrons, the Doom Blade held by their barbarian hero collided with the Ice Sword raised by the half-elf hero.
The huge energy collision triggered an earth-shattering explosion.
Dust kicked up by the explosion obscured the sky.
The world has fallen into a winter of despair without seeing the light of day.
That is a disaster for all living beings, including those demons, whose magic volcanoes are gradually cooling and extinguishing.
The despair of living beings is the carnival of all shadow creatures.
The shadow seeds spread by the Mother of Shadows quietly sneaked into everyone's body, subtly amplifying the evil thoughts in their hearts, twisting their bodies and souls, until they faced the loved ones around them and raised their eyebrows.
If you use the butcher's knife to destroy others, you will also destroy yourself.
It was under such circumstances that this Shadow Claw fell into darkness and became a member of the twisted nightmare.
What followed was endless fighting and war.
The Shadow Matrons drive the Twisted Nightmare to massacre the last survivors of Erathia's native people.
The Devouring War launched by the Shadow Matrons for the right to own the plane.
The Shadow Matrons launched a shadow war against the Shadow Lord who came to pick fruits.
The years of these wars were extremely long, and they were no longer measured in units of hundreds or thousands of years, but in units of ten thousand years.
Time has lost its meaning to the shadow creatures, and even existence seems to be meaningless.
When they are not at war, there is only endless darkness and regret surrounding them.
The brilliance of human nature has not disappeared because they transformed into twisted nightmares, but has been suppressed in the deepest parts of their bodies. This seems to be the foundation of their existence and the source of their power.
For their remaining human glory, they are already in purgatory.
They long for death, which is a kind of relief for them.
But wherever they go, there are very few people who can bring them death. More often, they bring destruction and death to people.
As for suicide.
If this brilliance of humanity could dominate the body, it wouldn't be called purgatory.
Purgatory is called Purgatory.
That means you can only watch and bear the pain and suffering, but you can't do anything, including suicide.
Eventually the plane of Erathia fell into the hands of a shadow master named Francis.
It was at that time that this Shadow Claw was promoted and became a Shadow Claw, becoming the vanguard of invasions of other planes and wars with other shadow masters.
I don’t know whether to say that this Shadow Claw is extremely lucky or extremely unlucky.
It has experienced no less than three invasions of large planes, eight invasions of small planes, and thirteen wars with other shadow masters and shadow mothers. It has been at the forefront every time, witnessing the birth and birth of countless twisted nightmares.
die.
But he himself could not get the death he longed for.
This time, he followed Sikarsitu, a shadow matron under the control of Francis, to investigate the situation on plane A-223, which is the plane where Ashan continent is located.
As for the basis on which shadow creatures number the planes, this shadow claw is also unknown.
That was a matter for the Shadow Lord and the Shadow Mistress. He had not yet had the opportunity to come into contact with such high-end knowledge.
Lord Francis has set his sights on plane b-223, not just a year or two, but tens of thousands of years ago.
Tens of thousands of years ago, he had already smelled that this plane would eventually collapse, and dragged his lair closer to this direction.
But he is not the only one eyeing plane b-223.
In order to prevent others from picking the peaches, he sent several shadow masters to lead the advance army. They did not seek to win this plane, but only wanted to disrupt the situation here.
Even if this place eventually falls into the hands of other Shadow Matrons, when Lord Francis leads his huge shadow lair and overwhelms it, this new Shadow Lord will not be his opponent.
This is how most of the Honkai Impact Planes and Dimensions under him came from. He has rich experience and complete combat plans for the Devouring Planes.
It has been more than two centuries since the Shadow Mistress Sika Situ led them to the outskirts of plane b-233.
It's just that the integrity of the barrier on plane A-233 far exceeded their expectations. They can only wander outside, waiting for the day when the eggshell starts to collapse from the outside, and they have a chance to enter it.
It is normal for shadow creatures to spend hundreds or even thousands of years waiting for the collapse of a plane.
Plane a-233 did not let them wait that long. The plane barrier has been weakening continuously, especially in the past two or three decades, and the rate of collapse is even greater than the previous two centuries combined.
The reason for this situation is that there is something wrong with plane b-233 itself.
It was also because there were two planes, one large and one small, approaching him.
The planes that keep getting closer will tear each other apart.
The tearing force originating from the plane is beyond ordinary people's imagination. Even Francis, the strongest shadow master sitting on three main planes of collapse and seven dimensional planes, dare not let his lair be in the middle of the world.
The center of the tear between the two planes.
The suction siphon formed by the tearing force can be clearly discerned in the shadow plane even across countless planes.
This is the primary method used by shadow masters and shadow matrons to find prey.
The world is full of wonders.
There are indeed many planes that, due to internal reasons, completely collapsed their own laws and were then swallowed up by the shadow plane.
But this situation is, after all, in the minority.
More than ninety percent of the main planes devoured by the Shadow Plane were still due to war.
The devouring battle between planes.
Once this kind of plane war breaks out in an all-out manner, the plane barriers that will be destroyed will not be unilateral, but will be destroyed on both sides.
Both planes may fall prey to the Shadow Plane.
As for how to fight the war specifically, that is a complicated knowledge of war.
And it is still a very typical Three Kingdoms struggle for hegemony.
It's easy to combine them here.
It is common for the shadow masters to unite with the more powerful planes to carve up and devour the smaller planes.
There are also situations where the war between two planes is fake, luring those shadow masters to drag their families to their lair, and jointly eat it.
It is not uncommon for the two main planes to unleash real fire, causing both sides to suffer losses and being divided up and eaten by the Shadow Mistress and Shadow Lords who are waiting for the opportunity.
There is never a guaranteed victory in a war.
It's just that the situation facing plane b-223 is more complicated than the Three Kingdoms' struggle for hegemony.
The larger plane approaching him is called plane a-162 by the shadow creatures, and the plane smaller than it is called plane c-362.
Now, plane b-223 is pulling plane c-362, wanting to swallow up this world and strengthen itself.
The a-162 plane is eyeing the b-223 plane and wants to make it a part of itself.
This relationship is messy enough on its own, but now there's an old shadow master eyeing it.
What's more, it's not just this shadow master who is eyeing this plane war.
After all, the energy siphon is placed there, and all the Shadow Matrons and Shadow Masters can clearly see it.
As far as this Shadow Claw knew, there were as many as five Shadow Matrons gathered around plane b-223.
More people gathered in plane C-362, because the laws of the plane there were even more broken.
Among these shadow mistresses, there are only a few wild and ownerless ones, and most of them have taken refuge in the shadow master and came as an advance army.
The master behind the Shadow Master of Sikastu to whom he belongs is also considered a super powerful existence among many shadow masters.
In addition, Shadow Claw also contributed some very exciting and useful news to Sean.
The Shadow Matron of Sikarstu, whom he was loyal to, had found a nest for herself here a century ago. It was a floating city from the main plane.
The name of this floating city is Brisan.
Originally, the Shadow Mistress was trying to use this floating city to avoid the plane barriers and sneak in secretly.
I never thought that the original owner of this floating city was not a good person. He had been fighting against the Shadow Mistress Sikarsitu for a whole century and had exhausted all supplies before being forcibly breached.
Before the city was destroyed, those humans destroyed the key navigation device of the floating city and were unable to accurately locate it. Naturally, they were unable to tear open the plane barrier and return to plane b-233.
The Mistress of Shadows, Sika Situ, failed to succeed and then tried another plan.